Mother's day math, mother's day wishes

Looking at this photo on Mother’s Day made me pause, think, wonder.
My parents. My sisters.
Gone.

Everyone in the photo is gone but the kids—my daughter, my niece, my nephew.

Three generations, now down to barely two.

Here I am. Still here.
Outliving the people who shaped me, loved me, made me.
Still breathing. Still planting. Still moving.
Still practicing and still teaching.

I don’t know why I’m still here.
Could be dumb luck.
Could be tai chi.
Could be that I’ve still got something to do.

There’s no tidy message here, no pretty bow to wrap this up.
Just a moment, a breath, an invitation.

If you’re still here too, come move with me.
Tai chi starts May 17, in Sebastopol.
suekearney.com/taichi

Come if you're grieving.
Come if you're healing.
Come if you're still figuring out how to stay here.
One empty step at a time.

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